Last night I was making dinner, much like I do every night, when the middle finger on my left hand had an unfortunate encounter with the sour cream container.
I know what you're thinking, 'how does one injure one's self on a flimsy, plastic container?!' Oh but it is so much better than that! I didn't slice my finger open on the plastic. Oh,...
I believe they call this karma
In Breaking Stuff, In Things that irritate me, In Times When I Almost DiedThursday, April 29, 2010
Yes, I was THAT kid
In Food, In General AwesomenessFriday, April 23, 2010

At work we like us some potlucks. GASP! She's writing about work, ohmigod! Collect yourselves, I promise I'm not going to say anything about all those photocopies of your behind you stuffed into the recycle bin last week.
As I was saying, we like us a good potluck. And every time someone leaves the agency we throw a big ol' potluck. ...
Death March
In Times When I Almost DiedFriday, April 23, 2010

Let’s have a lesson in definitions.
Death: (noun) a permanent cessation of all vital functions; the end of life; the cause or occasion of loss of lifeMarch: (verb) to move in a direct purposeful manner; to move along steadily usually with a rhythmic stride and in step with others
And one more.
Coordination: (adjective) able to use more than one set of...
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